The time for the wedding is up.

There are six rituals for marriage, which are for Nacai, asking for names, Naji, Nazheng, and asking for dates and welcoming each other.

Before this, all the other five rituals had been completed, leaving only the last and most ritually welcome part.

Under the service of many palace ladies, Zhao He began to dress.

Since he married the queen, Zhao He had the twelve crowns that he would wear only on important occasions.

"The Literature of Zhou·Xia Guan·Bian Shi": "There is an erect on the top and a stitch in front of it, so it is called 'crowned stitch'. The emperor has twelve crowns, nine of the princes, seven of the superior doctors, and five of the inferior doctors."

Logically speaking, only the King of Zhou could carry the twelve tassels, but now that everyone has become king, everyone has naturally put on the crown of Emperor Zhou without hesitation.

Below the crown is the crown garment.

The crown garment is black, the so-called "Xuanduan". The lower garment is red, with seal patterns on the top and bottom, and the cuffs are embellished with dragon patterns. The styles are all specified. Except for some colors, they are almost the same as those worn by the Emperor of Zhou.

In addition, there are a lot of pendants such as knee-blocking, ribbon-woven, and red robe that need to be worn.

The parents are undoubtedly very concerned about the marriage of their children. The Lord's father would come in every quarter of an hour and then leave with a pretended majesty.

As for the empress dowager, she took Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng directly to sit in the room, gave orders to everyone, and ordered everyone except Zhao He and Zhao Sheng, with full momentum.

After all, Zhao Sheng was still a child. He ran around and circled around Zhao He, with a curious face.

Taking advantage of the Empress Dowager's instructions to others, Zhao Sheng carefully reached out and touched the crown on Zhao He's head, then shrank his hand like lightning and stuck out his tongue.

Zhao He, who had been sitting there like a statue and let others dress up for an hour, turned his neck slightly, and smiled and said, "Brother Sheng, do you want to wear this too?"

Zhao Sheng nodded with envious look and said, "Brother Wang is so handsome when he wears this crown!"

Needless to say, this was naturally taught by Zhao He.

Zhao He laughed and said, "Don't worry, brother Sheng, you will be able to wear it when you reach the crown."

Zhao Sheng shook his head disappointed: "It will take a long time, and my mother said that I can only wear Jiuwei in the future!"

Zhao He was stunned for a moment, then blinked: "It's okay, wait until Brother Wang eliminates other princes and ascends the throne to the emperor, and then you will be granted a king!"

Zhao Sheng was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Brother Wang! Ouch, Ouch!"

Zhao Sheng suddenly screamed.

Zhao He was surprised and turned around and happened to see a hand holding Zhao Sheng's ear accurately.

The Queen Mother's voice came: "Where are you here, take Pingyuan Jun down and review the schoolwork!"

...

The sun sets westward, and the time for welcoming the bride is up.

The gate of the palace is wide open.

Zhao He got on the king's carriage and headed all the way to the east with a mighty convoy.

On the east of Handan Palace City, there is a temporary palace built in three months and specially prepared for this wedding.

After all, the queen is married.

Zhao He looked at the palace gradually approaching in front of him, and felt both excited and a little nervous.

The disadvantage of an arranged marriage is that before you really get married, you don’t even know what your wife will look like in the future, especially this kind of transnational marriage.

Considering that the queen's grandmother was Zhong Wuyan, the famous ugly queen in history, the ugly girl Wuyan, couldn't help but add another layer of worry.

Fortunately, it’s not my biological mother, otherwise the marriage wouldn’t be able to get married.

A messy thought was in Zhao He's mind, and at this moment, the carriage arrived.

Zhao He walked towards the door, and Le Cheng behind him was holding a wild goose in his hand.

The person who appeared in front of Zhao He was a handsome young noble man. His name was Tian Fazhang, who was the prince of Qi (prince), the bride's brother.

In terms of etiquette, Zhao He's father-in-law, King Qi, should have appeared here, but if you want the King of Qi to marry from Linzi to Handan, frankly speaking, in the era when Qi was the best in the world, no country could have such a face.

It can only be the elder brother who takes over his father.

When Zhao He saw Tian Fazhang, he was inexplicably relieved.

This brother-in-law is quite handsome...

There were two cushions in front of the door, one east and one west.

Tian Fazhang knelt down seriously and bowed to the West twice.

Zhao He also knelt down and bowed to the east twice.

Tian Fazhang bowed to Zhao He: "Your Majesty, please come into the gate."

Zhao He smiled: "Thank you, young master."

Tian Fazhang turned around and entered the door. Zhao He took the wild geese from Lecheng's hand, carried the geese's wings, and then entered the door.

After walking about twenty steps, there was a door in front of me, which was the temple gate.

In front of the temple gate, Tian Fazhang stopped and bowed to Zhao He: "Your Majesty, please come into the temple gate."

Zhao He returned the favor: "Young Master, please enter the temple gate."

Tian Fazhang bowed again, asked again, and Zhao He said again.

Tian Fazhang bowed three times, invited three times, and Zhao He said three times.

The two entered the temple gate side by side.

Behind the temple gate is a very imposing palace. The palace is made of wood, mainly purple, and shines with golden light under the setting sun.

Qi State is a well-known thing.

Under the steps of the hall, the two stopped again and gave in for a long time, then Tian Fazhang came to the hall.

After Tian Fazhang came to the palace, Zhao He stepped into the palace.

In the main hall, there were many ministers and noble ladies from Qi State who were married, standing on both sides, not smiling, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Everyone stood there, only a seat was placed in the middle. There was no one on the seat, only a purple twelve crown was placed.

The crown faces west.

Tian Fazhang stood on the right side of the crown.

Zhao He entered the hall.

Here, Zhao He saw his bride for the first time.

This is a girl of the same age as Zhao He. She has fair skin and is wearing a grand dress as grand as herself. She has a moderate figure and a delicate face. Her cute little cherry mouth is pursed nervously, her eyes are slightly lowered, she stares at the ground, her long eyelashes keep blinking, and she dare not look at Zhao He at all.

Princess of Qi State, Tian Jiao.

It's really beautiful.

Zhao He finally felt relieved.

Zhao He stood firm, faced north, placed the wild geese in his hand on the ground, bowed twice, kowtowed to the ground, and spoke loudly.

"Zhao He has met his uncle (father-in-law)."

Tian Fazhang coughed and said, "No need to be too polite."

Zhao He said: "I want to welcome the daughter of my uncle Tian from the family."

Tian Fazhang said: "Yes."

Zhao He stood up and went down from the hall from the right to the stairs.

Tian Fazhang said: "The bride can go with her husband."

The bride Tian Jiao stood up and went down from the west steps. Many dowry women then left.

Outside the palace gate, the two sides met again.

Zhao He and Tian Jiao stood together, feeling a little nervous, and could even hear their heartbeat.

A carriage came slowly and stopped in front of the two.

Zhao He took the lead rope from Le Yi who was driving and handed it to Tian Jiao.

Tian Jiao's hands trembled slightly and she whispered: "Thank you, the king."

Tian Jiao brought several female officials from Qi State into the car.

Another carriage came, this time it was Zhao He's king's carriage.

Zhao He got on the king's car, and the entire convoy began to drive slowly and headed towards the palace city.

Sunset and dusk, and night is coming.

The so-called "dirty etiquette" comes from this.

In political marriage, getting married first and then cultivating feelings is also inevitable.

So, if you are satisfied with the woman's appearance, then there is a good start.

Zhao He was still very satisfied.

After returning to the palace, there are still a lot of cumbersome rituals waiting to be held.

After the matter is finished, there is still three months left for the temple period.

During the period of the Zhao Temple, newlyweds were unable to have sex.

When I thought of this, some parts of Zhao He couldn't help but feel a little painful.

What the hell, it takes three months to eat my wife after getting married?

Forget it, I have been waiting for decades in two lifetimes, but these three months are there?

Zhao He stood in the car, facing the sunset, and showed a big smile.
Chapter completed!